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What has no beginning, end, or middle?
I smell like blue paint pours like green paint and I look like a red truck.
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams dreamt my merest touch brings laughter.
Sometimes dark and sometimes bright I make my way among twinkling lights. Seas and oceans obey my call yet mountains I cannot move at all. My face is marred and gray But I'm majestic anyway
I go inside boots and outside shoes. What am I?
Why did Superman flush the toilet?